Chapter 388: No artistic beauty of war

Isinger!
The fortress of the Aisin River is protected by a mountain as a natural barrier on one side, and high walls are erected on the other three sides.
Strictly speaking, Essinger was a fortress under the jurisdiction of Gondor, but Saruman asked for it from the Regent, and has since become a symbol of his identity.
As soon as mentioning Isinger, everyone in the Middle-earth continent will think of the white robe Saruman as soon as possible. As the head of the five witches, his popularity was pushed to the top, crushing the other four who Gandalf combined.
"Under the support of the Aisin River, there are a lot of trees and grass here, it is a verdant and comfortable home, but Saruman destroyed them, and many people died because of it ..."
The tree bears showed sadness, and the tree people once believed in the white robe Saruman, but were severely persecuted, their bodies were cut off and ignited, and they turned into forged sword armor.
Isinger's eyes fit the description of the tree whiskers. The lush green is a thing of the past, messy, and the pits left by the uprooted giant trees can be seen everywhere.
The devastated scene seemed to be an ugly scar in the middle of a mountain range, and Saruman's violent troop flow showed the damage to the environment.
"Roar roar ---"
The crowd came to the fortress gate and were greeted by the bodies of orc deserters, hundreds of wolf cavalry drank blood, and roared at the army.
The half-orc in Eisinger waved his sword to demonstrate, and the wolf wobbled unsteadily, walking back and forth, his eyes glaring fiercely, irritated by blood, and becoming extremely violent.
Saruman is unwilling to surrender, but has to make a final fight!
The Rohan cavalry pulled out their swords and raised their spears to prepare for the charge. Gandalf stopped them and said to Hyoton: "Issinger can only take wisdom, cannot attack, and the Battle of the Holy Helm Valley bleeds too much blood. Let the soldiers continue to sacrifice. "
Hidden wanted to say how many people were not killed by the Clarion Fortress. Luohan's soldiers and horses were still strong, but Gandalf said that he could do it intelligently.
"How to outsmart it?"
"I have arranged the tribe's tribe to go to Massideras, we just have to wait quietly, when the flood floods Isinger, defeats Saruman's last army, and harvests victory by the army of Rohan." Gandalf Zhizhu was holding it and grinning with a white beard.
The Essinger Fortress is easy to defend and difficult to attack, at least for humans, but its weakness is also extremely deadly. Gandalf planned it ten years ago ... Hey, Gandalf was thinking the way when he came. A plot of the flooded fortress came to mind.
"Gandalf, also a mage, Saruman is far from you in terms of leading the battle. He only suppresses with quantity, without the artistic beauty of war." Heydon listened to Gandalf's narrative and applauded.
"Hehe, King Hyodon is heavy, I am just a bit quick-headed. It is far worse than your ability to fight with the leader of the horse rider." Gandalf's beard was more vigorous. This was the script he wanted.
"Where and where, you are the best!"
"Humbled!"
"Everyone is amazing, hahaha ---"
"Hahaha ---"
The two lousy old men talked about each other for business, their faces were gone, and Russell scorned them. Saruman will only suppress with quantity, without the artistic beauty of war. Is this human?
Generals who are good at leading wars know that crushing the numbers is the king's way. It is the best policy to use tricks and strengths to win the weak. It is less than endless and no general is willing to take risks.
Han Xin sent troops, the more the better, the top victory of the top generals is simple, that is, more people!
Russell knew that both bad old men understood this truth, but who made Saruman an enemy now? It is impossible to blow him, but only to criticize him for being a stubborn streamer.
Rumble ------
Far from the mountain, the gate was destroyed by the Shuren, and a large amount of water rushed out, with a rumble, forming a torrent of torrents superimposed, sweeping down with the destruction of the world.
The flood crossing is unstoppable. The earth and rocks collapsed and uprooted, mixed with the catastrophic flood, and turned into a natural disaster like a tsunami. The terrible nature of nature at this moment seemed to be vivid.
Rumble! !! !!
In particular, Ising noticed the vibrations under his feet, and the two sides performed differently.
The half-orc wolf cavalry was pale, and the devastation came, all of them inadvertently fighting.
"The warriors of Rohan, as I settled the obstacles in front of me, cut off the head of the half-orc, and sacrificed the dead heroes of the horn castle."
"Kill! Kill! Kill —"
The Rohan cavalry and Shuren shouted, followed Hiyoton's sword and charged, 2,000 iron hoofs trampled down, and cut less than 300 wolf cavalry under the horse.
The waves were taken away, simply and rudely. At this time, Hyoton did not mention any art of war!
Within Essinger, the turbulent torrents were unstoppable, drowning Saruman's underground arsenal, and thousands of half-orc defenders didn't even spread a spray, all swallowed up and drowned.
The horrific amount of water was innumerable. It drowned the underground base of Isinger Fortress, and brought down all the superstructures. The flood did not reach the waist of ordinary people.
This is a height that is not friendly to dwarves. Fortunately, there are several gates at the fortress walls ~ EbookFREE.me ~. The torrent is constantly leaking outwards. Otherwise, Jinli, such a moving height, should drift in after a while.
"Be careful, even if Isinger is destroyed by the flood, as long as Saruman is alive, it will still be one of the most dangerous forts in Middle-earth."
Gandalf sat on the shoulder of the tree whisker, lighting the lighting technique to lead the way, and the guard team each took the treeman and stepped into this country.
The Rohan cavalry was ordered to be stationed outside the city gate. Orders from Hiyoton deal with unpredictable wizards. It is not that the larger the number, the better.
When he came to the black tower, Gandalf held up his radiant staff, and his white robe was very conspicuous, just like showing off. But this is not the case. Gandalf's white robe flashes so brightly because white does not absorb light and is not forcibly displayed.
Believe it or not, Gandalf insists on this view. He is a mature Maia. He has been fighting for a long time and did not show it to Saruman on purpose.
"Saruman, when do you have to hide, face your fate, and meet the trial!" Gandalf shouted, the sound of thunder echoed, as if it could be heard throughout the Middle-earth continent.
With the fall of Gandalf's voice, Saruman's figure appeared at the top of the black tower, which was also white with hair and the image of a wise and handsome old man. Saruman was a bit more distinguished than Gandalf in his temperament.
This can be reflected in his white robe. The plain white, which should have no decoration, is inlaid with luxurious gold silk and gems.
"Saruman, you have fallen!"
Looking at the shining Saruman, Gandalf was distressed, his staff's light soared, and his white robe was brighter.
Saruman stood down, angrily shouting: "Shut up, you despicable, shameless, shameless, gray robe that only slips away ... I haven't fallen, I just found my own life!"